This was staggeringly beautiful. There was no shame in it. Just love before we know what it is.

I loved a girl(s) like this once until my brain went to work defining it and picked it apart to death in the process.

The trick with love, I’ve found, is never to look it directly in the eye. It’s almost as if little children know this instinctively.

Adults ‘face our fears’ and in the process break the spell, like how we are certain of the behavior of atoms until we look directly at them.

Thank you, this brought back many beautiful thoughts!